Anomaly Of Warcraft

Chapter 351 Dancing with the Dragon (5)

The more careful the plan is, the more difficult it is to implement. It is not that there is any fault in the careful planning, but because there are always accidents when there are too many steps, as described in Murphy’s law.

The simpler and rude actions are easier to succeed, not simple and rude is good, but because your fist is bigger than your opponent.

Of course, the fist does not have your opponent, and it deserves to be beaten to death.

Carlos had to say that Victor Nefarios, the black dragon prince Nefarian’s magic really worked. Thousands of humans have been replaced by dwarves, but the combat effectiveness has not been compromised at all. This group of professional fighters from the human kingdom of Azeroth, after just a short while awkward, got used to the transformation of fighting style from smearing your bear face to kicking your knees.

Due to the verified military discipline, there is no loud noise in the array, but if you stab me, I give you a lot of small movements with an elbow.

The transformation is perfect, the penetration is perfect, and the support of the insiders from the Darkforge City is also in place.

The black dragon prince almost gave a thumbs up and grinned, “planning” on his head.

However, it is particularly emphasized, however, that the plan has not changed as quickly.

When the Alterac army, disguised as the Dark Iron Dwarf Army, marched into the melting pot in the name of the dwarven army, an accident happened.

Everyone can see whether the black iron dwarf is black or not. As for whether the head is iron or not, it can only be understood after dealing with it.

“Stop, who is it? Which part! I didn’t receive the order… to go back.”

A garrison general of the Dark Iron dwarves blocked Carlos and his party from the melting pot with straight and unreasonable words.

Across the heavy ground, Nefarian could also feel the magical fluctuations from the casting ceremony ground about 800 meters deep under his feet. The blood sacrifice ceremony of the Dark Iron Dwarves was about to begin, or had already begun.

However, the noble black dragon prince was blocked by a group of ant-like black iron dwarves.

If Nefarian hadn’t cared about the presence of a human army, he really wanted to kill the group of short-eyed guys with a breath of dragon. Even if he maintains his human form, with the identity of Victor Nepharios, the Black Dragon Prince has at least a double-digit method to solve the immediate trouble. Changing time and place, changing a group of people who are being used, the immediate problem doesn’t even cause trouble… However, Nefarian seems to have nothing to do at the moment.

This is embarrassing.

“Your Excellency, can’t you brainwash that idiot with a spell BIU, and then let us go?”

“can not.”

“Then put a spell BIU to blow them up all at once?”

“will not.”

“That’s right… Then read a BIU and turn them all into goats? Polar bears are fine too.”

“…”

Nefarian looked at Carlos, who was disguised as a dark iron dwarf, with a look of “you are teasing me”, trying to analyze his inner thoughts from Carlos’s beard and pancake face.

“It doesn’t seem to work, then can you turn us over by BIU?”

“I’m not good at studying medicine, so I can’t solve the problem with BIU. I’m so sorry!”

Nefarian spoke ironically in a yin and yang tone.

“It’s okay, I forgive you.”

Carlos waved his hand, indicating that he was very generous, then turned and left to communicate with the Thorium Brotherhood personnel.

Damn it! How could my flawless plan have these omissions!

Nefarian quickly thought about what went wrong.

The route is carefully arranged, and the time of the blood sacrifice ceremony is exquisite. Once these plans are specified and implemented, it is difficult to change them. After all, magic is a delicate craft, and any deviation may lead to unknown results. Nefarian determined that neither the Dark Iron dwarves nor the gunpowder behind them had the ability to tamper with the plan he had specified. So why has the time of the blood sacrifice ceremony been advanced? !

In fact, the few BIU solutions that Carlos mentioned earlier, Nefarian, can probably still handle it, but the Black Dragon Prince looked up at the dim sky and couldn’t help sighing.

This is the problem. The human mercenary has not entered the ground yet, and they still have a way out.

Over the past few days, Carlos’s superficial doubts and temptations have not concealed at all. Once he uses more power than [Victor Nafarios], it will inevitably cause unpredictable reactions and lead to his own plans. s failure.

Failure is the most unacceptable for Nefarian.

The true dwarf of the Thorium Brotherhood and the loyal fellow dwarf communicated and negotiated. Nefarian and Carlos both looked worried, but one was really anxious, and the other was pretending to be anxious.

After talking for almost an hour, during which two hundred-man Dark Iron Dwarf patrols passed by, Carlos and his party were still refused release by the Dark Iron Dwarf garrison without receiving notice of the transfer.

“How to do?”

“****female!”

“Go ahead?”

“Dry!”

Even Nefarian, who hated planned unexpected circumstances, finally agreed to this simple and rude solution to the problem.

More than one thousand and three hundred people were still in close position. There was no suspense in the battle. Carlos and his party broke out and completed a nearly slaughter-like battle in almost two minutes. Afterwards, Nefarian demonstrated his extraordinary magical power for the first time in front of people. More than three hundred clean corpses were slowly swallowed by the earth amid the long sound of curses. The once bloody battlefield became empty again. Cut clean.

Although it was delayed for almost three hours, Carlos’s troops were able to advance again.

“Carlos, I don’t feel right, Victor Nepharios has something to hide from us, and the Thorium Brotherhood is also telling true lies. If we go further, we will go deep into the underground world, whether… ..”

Sylvie Morgan’s dwarf form is the image of a sturdy and capable man. She leaned into Carlos’s ear to express her worries in a graceful voice that didn’t match the shape.

“What’s the matter? We didn’t tell the truth anyway. Everyone thought they were a praying mantis and the other was a cicada. It depends on whoever laughs until the end is the real oriole.”

Although I have never heard of the proverb that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, Sylvie Morgan still understands what Carlos meant.

“You lied to them and you lied to me?”

Sylvie Morgan asked in a very flat tone, but Carlos heard a little disharmony from it.

“You can’t underestimate the paper contract. Although all three parties have cheated, you should be careful to sail the Ten Thousand Years ship.”

Carlos said solemnly.

“Sorry, my mood fluctuated just now, you are right.”

Sylvie Morgan’s expression was distorted, and he returned to normal, appearing calm and rational.

“Very well, let’s go, just to see what the underground world of the Dark Iron Dwarves is like.”

After a brief conversation, Carlos and his party officially entered the melting pot.

In the depths of the melting pot, at the blood sacrifice ceremony, thousands of dark iron dwarf slaves, prisoners, and political struggle losers were imprisoned in iron cages, or cursed, or watched indifferently, or indifferently from their beards. Catch the lice.

The dwarf wizards of Darkforge City also didn’t care about these living sacrifices that were about to be used in the blood sacrifice, and they repeatedly adjusted the magic flow of the big magic circle to strengthen the stability of the energy node.

“Master, do you think so?”

A dark iron dwarf mage respectfully asked a human elder for advice, and the dark iron dwarves around seemed to take it for granted and ignored this scene.

“Here, here, and here, needs to be changed.”

“Understood, I will go now.”

After getting the affirmative answer, the Dark Iron Dwarf Mage immediately ran away all the way.

“Master Mario, these dead basilisks are limp, are they really comfortable to sit on?”

“It’s better than sitting on the ground, isn’t it?”

The Blue Dragon King smiled and said to the arakkoa, and he didn’t even mean to get up from the fire demon’s body. The magic enchantment with a radius of ten meters blocked the perception of outsiders, controlled the highest-ranking dwarf mage, and killed the fire demon watcher. Malygos obtained control of the ritual field in the simplest way.

And modified the magic circle required for the blood sacrifice ceremony.

“Ashkandi, do you know what their biggest mistake is?”

“Um?”

The arakkoa didn’t understand, so he didn’t understand what the old man he respected said.

“They don’t understand, I am the king of magic!”

Malygos said with a smile, looking at Ashkandy with a loving eye, as if loving his sharpest swordsman.

“I don’t have any in-depth knowledge of spells, especially the spells of Azeroth, so I don’t know what level can be called the King of Magic, but Master Mario, your power is naturally extremely strong.”

Ashkandy said sincerely.

“Haha, is that so? But it is not strong enough, otherwise it will not be the son who will be slaughtered, but Laozi.”

With words of unknown meaning, the King of Blue Dragon smiled happily.